Common Sentiments

Oh what am I waiting for
A spell to be cast or for it to be broken?
At the very last some wild ghost from my past come to split me wide open?
If I bandage my eyes will you press in my hand a small simple token?
I was born deaf or else you’ve never spoken
I thought it was safe for me and my own
I began hearing these voices in the dial tone
And they come to me now though I dismembered my phone
They say you wanna hear something that you already know
If it comes from above but this one comes from below
It says you are sleeping together but you will die alone
I thought it was safe but the seed had been sown
As a child I aspired to be a superhero
Now I live with the corpses of the lives I let go
Oh I know you all know how these things start to show
I have been trying to make myself better
So I can fare the fair or foul weather
I write a song like a prison letter
I write a song maybe to make me feel better
It won’t break free my fetters
I know what came after but what happened before
I began making memories at the age of four
I learned to use words and I got jealous and bored
Soon I’ll be passing out cold on the kitchen floor
When am I gonna feel better?
When am I gonna feel better
When am I gonna feel better
I have been patient for a long time now
I’ve been a patient for a long time now
I’ve been a patient for a long time now
I’ve been a patient for a long time now
And I will never be a younger man now
Oh what am I waiting for
A spell to be cast or for it to be broken?
At the very last some wild ghost from my past come to split me wide open?
No. If I hold out my hand there is nothing at all because nothing’s the token
I will be good though my body broken
I will be good
May I want for nothing at all